so you’re telling me everything will be quieter and the fuckbois who babble on about GTA V all the time will be gone?
The anti-union, pro corporation people who believe Rockstar’s claim that GTA has always tried to be apolitical… Despite the fact it’s always been a game about social critique, and the problems in the culture.
Yeah, I remember GTA 3 had a hilarious radio station parodying right wing talk radio. I loved listening to it.
People who think anythign is apolitical are not worth talking to anyway. Being apolitical is itself politial.
Vice City had an even better one, I’d say. it even tied into the plot.
Oh, you know what? It h may havs been Vice i was thinking of. I do remember some kind of tie-ins.
At least as much as being atheist is being religious.
tbh lots of atheists just have the behaviour of a church-avoiding christian with the serial numbers filed off. it takes some level of effort to identify and unlearn the christian thought patterns that are everywhere in societies that are half christian and half atheist, and a lot of the online atheist movement doesn’t do that either
I used to be a religious atheist. That is to say, I kinda built my identity around it and thought that it made me superior.
Bro, Gosling has been living his best life. He genuinely seems like one of the happiest and chill dudes in showbusiness.
I won’t have to see people like this for at least a week :
the dude looks so happy it makes me feel bad
fr tho is… is that u
I was in the bathroom of a BedStuy bar in February, doing my thing, when I heard a loud banging on the door.
“Be out in a sec” I said, figuring it was just some drunk.
A second later the lock is picked. Virgil, puffing on a Juul in defiance of local law, steps in. I start to say “what the fu . . . .”, but he cuts me off by blowing his mango vape in my face, along with what smelled like halal cart meat. “Shut up, you lepton” he said, then took out his keys and took a large bump of cocaine. As he replaced them his portable bidet fell from the interior pocket of his cheap blazer. He looked at me again with scorn in his eyes and said “Are you gonna sit there peeing out your doo-doo ass all night?”.
At this point I was getting mad, but as I started to speak he just said “what? What?” loudly as I did. By that time the bartender had come to see what the problem was - before I could say a word Virgil said “hey man, this junkie was shooting up in here, call the cops”.
I was thrown out, and my credit card was left behind at the bar. The worst part was the next day there were 14 Cape Cods and 4 Brandy Alexanders charged to it.
What?
I think he was doing drugs. It would explain the rambling
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